Lida takes a drink of water, relishing every drop. She has woken up late, and she does not care: the boss will think she is sick again, and Lida will still get paid. She snuggles up under the duvet and smiles: today is a good day. She won the lottery yesterday too! Lida doesn't know what to spend it on, but her clever husband will- he'll probably book a lovely spa retreat, won't he, just the two of them...
Stop and ask yourself how likely that is. Now. We are a hundred years in the future. It might have been unlikely then.
It's certainly unlikely now.
Lida has not taken a drink of water. There is no water anymore. She has taken a rehydrator pill. They are black and faintly seaweed scented, but they are what she needs to survive. She does not have a bed. She has a 'Float-A-Sleep', a device that uses magnets to levitate you into the perfect position.
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Good News
General FictionHave you heard of bullying? Have you heard of crime? Have you heard of poverty? Have you heard of pollution? Have you heard of all the things we do that make us who we are? How bad is it now? How bad will it be in a thousand years?
